I told the guy that I wanted to see if I could talk to him in the hallway
Every Wednesday evening, my good buddies and I order marijuana from a dispensary located approximately 10 blocks away from our apartment. My friends and I used to order marijuana from a bizarre dispensary, but there is a really cute guy that regularly delivers marijuana products and my buddy and I have been attempting to get his number… I would particularly love to get his phone number, because I suppose that he is cute with a wonderful smile. Last Wednesday evening when my buddy and I were hanging out at the apartment, my buddy and I made the choice to order marijuana from the delivery shop. I contacted the marijuana delivery service and asked if that guy was actually working… The lady on the phone told me that he was there until midnight. I asked the lady on the phone if I could request him to do the delivery. She told me that was not their policy, but she could see what she could do! When the doorbell rang, my bestie and I knew immediately that it was the same delivery driver on the intercom. When he knocked on the door, I had to get ready to be brave. The guy remembered us from a couple of weeks ago and that was a wonderful way for us to chop the ice. I told the guy that I wanted to see if I could talk to him in the hallway. I did not want to ask for his phone number in front of all my good buddies. I was really worried that he was going to say no, despite the fact that he smiled and wrote down his number easily on a small piece of paper when I asked. He let me know that he is off on Mondays and Tuesdays.